Monday, March 8, 2021

Turn About

Turn About

Consider I’m turn about.

Time for us now when time 

you don’t minding.

For this we’re friends.

 

The life of which 

your best life

and shot in the dark 

make next wife.

I’m never more eligible.

They could imagine.

 

You are who you was, love.

The morning after 

shuffle between us.

Life of which 

is your best life.

There is life.

G©

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